mistletoe

My toughest tests are over, and now that things have slowed, I find myself quickly sliding, into Christmas vacation mode. IIt’s a shame you’re not with us, everywhere we go, because we could pretend, that there was mistletoe. A chorus, In the food court asked, “Mary did you know?” And the mozzarella, on my pizza, seemed a symbolic snow. The traffic to the mall was CrA-crazy, the Uber moving glacially slow, what we could have done, with that wasted time, would have been sublime - under some mistletoe. With my agenda slack, I’m almost packed, I’ve got a thistle of something stowed. And one of the things it will be swell to delve, are the licentious uses of mistletoe.